#9th FLOOR

The rhythmic and mechanical sound of heavy breathing emanates from the thickly armored facemask as the auto-lift carries Lord Vader from the bridge of his partially destroyed Death Star to his private chambers deep within. 

Behind the evil façade, amid the hissing tubes and cables that sustain life, additional wires lie hidden – iPod earbuds – through which the Sith Master listens to his favorite rock, Aerosmith’s “Love in an Elevator.” 

At the 9th Floor the doors swoosh wide and two guards enter, escorting a cute young Rebel fighter.  “This one requires special attention,” says the Dark Lord.  “Yes, Sir,” say the guards, stepping off quickly. 

Amid the torturous fury that follows as the lift goes up and down, up and down, a new and powerful being is created –the love child of unrivaled evil and unequaled beauty. 

Ella Vader is born.